I, the mortal, come from the great world of Xuanhuang

The monks from the Yin Luo Sect who came to hunt down Han Li were just a bunch of small fish to Fang Yu, and he didn't bother to kill them.

And leaving it to Han Li is definitely a good choice.

After all, Han Li has a more suitable identity in terms of supernatural powers and strength.

"Okay, I agree. However, I have a merciless request. If the great monk of the late Yuan Ying stage of Yin Luo Sect takes action, I hope Brother Fang will intervene to stop him."

After listening to Fang Yu's instructions, Han Li agreed without much hesitation.

At the same time, with Fang Yu as his backer, he can safely kill everyone in the Yinluo Sect.

There were only two or three Nascent Soul cultivators, and he ignored them completely. His only worry was the pursuit of Yin Luo Sect and the late Nascent Soul cultivators.

Now Fang Yu's existence makes this worry completely disappear.

He believed that with Fang Yu's magical power, he could completely defeat the entire Yin Luo Sect.

Moreover, you will not miss your appointment.

"This is natural. If a great monk from the Yinluo Sect in the late Nascent Soul stage takes action, I will help you block or kill him."

Fang Yu's calm and nonchalant tone made Han Li feel at ease, and at the same time, he became more and more in awe of Fang Yu.

"By the way, this bamboo tube is in the far west, the founder of Qianzhu Sect, God Lord Dayan?"

Fang Yu's eyes fell on the bamboo tube behind Han Li again, and he said with a smile.

"As expected, I couldn't hide it from Brother Fang. He is none other than Senior Divine Lord Dayan, and he hopes that I can help him refine a puppet of a great monk in the late Nascent Soul stage. However, the materials are far from being collected. Come to the trade fair this time. It's to collect the necessary materials. I wonder if Brother Fang has them?"

Han Li asked with anticipation in his eyes.

He was not too surprised that Fang Yu knew about the existence of God Lord Dayan, because he had felt it the last time he was in Falling Demon Valley.

At that time, Fang Yu discovered the existence of God Lord Dayan.

The Divine Lord Dayan in the bamboo tube was also surprised that Fang Yu recognized him, but did not speak.

He was curious about Fang Yu's existence, but also very shocked.

He didn't think that an immortal cultivator like Fang Yu could appear in the human world today.

But the fact was before him, and he had to admit that even when he was alive, he was far inferior to Fang Yu.

"As for materials, tell me what I need. If you have any, I can exchange it with you."

"It's just that Senior Shenjun Dayan seems to be about to pass away. The soul power in the soul is almost exhausted?"

Fang Yu nodded and agreed, but his focus was still on God Lord Dayan.

"Brother Fang is right. Senior Dayan is indeed about to die. That's why I want to gather the materials as soon as possible to refine the puppet and fulfill the wish of Senior God Lord Dayan."

Han Li's face was solemn, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes that his elder was about to die, and he spoke.

"Sitting in the body, is Senior Dayan Shenjun really willing to sit in the body?"

Hearing this, Fang Yu's voice reached the bamboo tube.

This faint voice fell into the ears of God Lord Dayan, but it was like a thunderbolt from the blue, making him mentally shocked.

If other people said this, he wouldn't bother to pay attention to it, but if Fang Yu spoke, it made him feel a little hopeful.

"Is it possible that Fellow Daoist Fang has a way to prevent my soul from disintegrating and dying?"

The anxious and expectant voice of God Lord Dayan immediately sounded.

"I can't say there is, I can only say it depends on senior's luck. However, if you practice this secret method, senior may never have the possibility of reincarnation."

Fang Yu reminded.

"Although I believe in reincarnation, this illusory thing, will you still be me after reincarnation?"

Lord Dayan sneered and said.

"I wonder what Fellow Daoist Fang wants?"

Lord Dayan did not believe that Fang Yu had a sudden kindness and must have a purpose.

"Nothing. I just need the senior to promise the next three things in the future. The senior is amazingly talented and hard to find in the world. The junior also doesn't want the senior to die like this, so I want to try to see if this secret method is useful. If it is really useful. , it is also of great benefit to the juniors, I wonder if the seniors will agree?"

Fang Yu chuckled and stated his request and purpose.

The secret method he mentioned comes from the "Panwu Great Power", which is one of the great origin techniques of the Three Thousand Avenues.

The power of the soul in the soul of the immortal cultivator is one of the origins of the human body, and it is the most suitable.

Of course, Fang Yu can only teach one of the secret techniques, and will not teach all the "Panwu Powerful Magical Powers" at all.

Neither Nangong Wan nor Xin Ruyin has the qualifications, let alone the Divine Lord Dayan.

He just wanted to see how far God King Dayan could reach if he did not fall.

"Okay, I promise, fellow Taoist."

God Lord Dayan agreed without hesitation.

"Senior should have never taken over a body, right?"

Hearing this, Fang Yu asked another key question, which involved the laws of heaven and earth in this world.

"No, I was almost invincible when I was alive. No one can do anything to me, so don't worry."

Lord Dayan also knew what Fang Yu meant and said.

"That's good."

Fang Yu nodded and smiled, and then passed part of the content of "Pan Wu's Great Power" to God Lord Dayan through the method of divine consciousness.

Although Han Li was extremely shocked by the conversation between the two, he did not interrupt at all.

At this time, the two of them had arrived in front of the Baoguang Hall, the trading hall.

At this moment, the Baoguang Palace was completely shrouded in a five-color light curtain, looking mysterious and unusual.

Surprisingly, there is another single-story hall made of white stone above Baoguang Hall.

Although the area is slightly smaller, only one-third of the stone hall below, it is still hundreds of feet wide, and it is definitely a giant existence standing in the air.

At this moment, a foundation-building monk was explaining something to the two of them with awe on his face.

In addition to the two of them, there are naturally other Nascent Soul cultivators.

As for the monks in the Danjie stage, they could only walk to a stone tablet in front of the main hall and read what was written on it.

As for the foundation-building monks, none of them participated in such a trading conference.

"The Nascent Soul-level auction will be held in the Jiuxiao Hall above, while the Dan-formation stage will still be held in Baoguang Hall. In addition, one person has to pay a thousand spirit stones for the Yuanying-level auction, and one person has to pay one thousand spirit stones for the Dan-formation stage auction. You can only enter with Bai Ling Stone, I’m not wrong.”

After listening to the attendant's words, Han Li spoke.

"Two seniors clearly know that this is indeed the case. The number of monks participating in the auction this time was three points more than in previous years, so we had to urgently borrow the Jiuxiao Palace from Tianji Pavilion for temporary use. In addition, the payment of these spiritual stones is also the same as in previous years. The same regulations are mainly to prevent the auction from being overcrowded and have to use this method to control the number of people in the auction. However, for seniors with the status of seniors, these spiritual stones will naturally not be noticed. Otherwise, if someone Everyone can enter the palace at will, even if the venue is ten times bigger, it will not be able to accommodate it." The attendant said with a smile. "A thousand spirit stones? You guys are really good at fishing for spirit stones in a big way. But as you said, as long as I can get something that satisfies me, I won't care about the spirit stones. Naturally, I won't care about the auction during the pill formation period. If you are interested, I want to participate in the Nascent Soul level auction."

Hearing this, Han Li raised his hand and threw twenty mid-level spiritual stones into the attendant's arms.

"Two seniors, please come in. The Nascent Soul-level auction will begin in the morning. This is the brand for the auction. The two seniors only need to hold this card to participate in the Nascent Soul-level auctions in the next few days."

The attendant took out two jade tablets and handed them to Han Li and said respectfully.

Seeing this, Han Li stretched out his hand to take the jade token, and then gave one piece to Fang Yu. The two of them flew towards the Lower Sky Hall and entered the Jiuxiao Palace.
In just about two hours, hundreds of Yuanying-level monks flew into the Jiuxiao Temple in mid-air.

If this is the world of immortal cultivation in Tiannan, it is not said to be unique, but it can only be achieved by a grand event that takes place once in a hundred years.

For Da Jin, it only happens once every ten years.

The difference between the two places can be seen from here.

With three bells ringing, the Da Jin Auction began.

At this moment, Fang Yu and Han Li were in a remote corner of the hall.

At the same time, on the auction stage in the center of the hall, a middle-aged man wearing a soap robe was holding a light yellow crystal stone and briefly introduced it.

"Turmeric crystal is produced in the desert of western southern Xinjiang. It can only be found in the sand thousands of feet below. The material is extremely hard and can hold a large amount of earth-attribute spiritual energy. It is an excellent material for refining earth-attribute magic weapons. The base price of this item is eight thousand spiritual stones, and each increase in price must not be less than one thousand."

The monk in charge of presiding over the auction was a middle-stage Nascent Soul monk. His voice was neither hasty nor slow, nor did he make any extravagant words.

But this is normal. If a low-level monk is watched by hundreds of Yuanying-level monks at the same time, the huge invisible pressure is enough to take away his mind and make him unable to speak at all.

But for Fang Yu, it had no impact at all. At the same time, Fang Yu paid 13,000 spirit stones to buy this piece of turmeric crystal.

It is mainly an earth-attribute material, which is of great help to him in practicing the "Five Emperors Great Demonic Powers", so naturally he cannot let it go.

Moreover, he did not intend to produce the spirit stone. It was not because he wanted to eat the Overlord's meal, but Han Li would produce it.

The auction of other items below is also proceeding calmly.

As long as it was a material related to the Five Elements attributes and the price was not too outrageous, Fang Yu would not let it go. While Han Li was greatly surprised, he also had to calculate whether the spiritual stones he had were enough.

After all, this auction will last for several days. Fang Yu bought so many materials on the first day. You can imagine what will happen next.

In this way, while Han Li was thinking about the spiritual stones that Fang Yu needed to purchase materials, he also paid attention to the many Yuanying monks in the temple. Although these people were only a small part of the top-level monks of the Great Jin Dynasty, they represented all the different sizes of the Great Jin Dynasty. There are forces, both good and evil.

What caught his attention the most were the three great monks with shiny heads sitting in the middle of the hall.

One of the three monks was as skinny as a stick, one had a fat head and big ears, and the last one had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a long snow-white beard. The three of them were all dressed in gray monk robes, with their heads lowered and their eyes lowered, looking like accomplished monks.

This was the first time he saw a high-level monk from the Buddhist sect. Naturally, he took a second look. Before he could take his eyes back, he was noticed by the old monk in the middle. Yu Shi's face changed drastically, a look of shock flashed across his face, but he immediately looked back.

This made Han Li even more fearful of Fang Yu.

As each item was auctioned away, time passed little by little. At the end of the auction, the appearance of some rare treasures caused the monks who were originally calm to immediately become commotion.

After several treasures were in fierce competition and sold for astonishingly high prices, the atmosphere suddenly became a little heated. After all, most Nascent Soul-level monks would not care to spend more spirit stones for what they need. Otherwise, it would not necessarily be a matter of time before they miss this opportunity and rely on themselves to collect and find it.

"A piece of ink gold, weighing three kilograms and four taels, is a rare material for refining weapons. The base price is thirty thousand spiritual stones. Any increase in price must not be less than two thousand."

The rarer the treasure, the more simple and unusual it was for the middle-aged monk who presided over the auction to explain it. At this moment, he was holding a jade plate with a piece of strange metal that was as black as ink but with a hint of golden light flashing on it.

Seeing this, Han Li and Fang Yu's expressions changed, and they looked at each other.

Han Li said with a solemn expression.

"Brother Fang needs it?"

"No rush, you want it first."

Hearing this, Fang Yu smiled slightly.

"Brother, thank you very much, Brother Fang." Han Li cupped his hands and thanked him.

While the two were talking, the price of ink gold soared.

"Thirty-six thousand!"

"forty thousand!"

"Forty-five thousand spirit stones!"

When an unknown monk fetched a high price of 60,000 spirit stones for this piece of black gold, the few people who had been following closely stopped abruptly.

"Sixty-five thousand!"

Seeing this, Han Li couldn't hold back and made a bid.

"Sixty-seven thousand spirit stones!" The man seemed to really need this thing. After some hesitation, he finally outbid Han Li.

"Seventy thousand!" Han Li's voice was emotionless.

This time, the bidding monk fell silent.

Even though Mojin was rare, it was a bit high to produce so many spiritual stones, so he immediately gave up decisively.

Just when Han Li breathed a sigh of relief and thought he had gotten Mo Jin, someone else made a bid.

"Seventy-five thousand!" The bidder was a monk whose whole body was shrouded in light black mist, sitting there quietly. He couldn't see his true appearance, but judging from his vaguely visible clothes, he seemed to be an old man.

"Eighty thousand."

Han Li's expression changed, but he quickly resumed raising the price.

"Eighty-two thousand."

The old man was also chasing after him, causing Han Li's expression to change slightly and he continued to increase the price.

In the end, Han Li bought it for a sky-high price of "120,000 spirit stones". The price was already higher than Mo Jin itself, and it gave people a feeling of anger.

"This person seems to have other motives for wanting Mo Jin?"

After Han Li got Mo Jin, he thought for a moment and said.

"There is indeed another purpose, but it has nothing to do with you and me,"

Fang Yu smiled.

He naturally knew what was going on, so he wanted the Pingshan Seal.

After all, it was a top-level earth-attribute treasure, which was of great benefit to the cultivation of the "Five Emperors Great Demonic Powers".

Naturally, he would not let such a good thing go.

"Yeah! That's what Brother Fang said."

Han Li nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)